In the eyes of the moon, I suddenly looked up and laughed: "The three kings of the island are powerful, powerful, haha..." The praised voice suddenly let the three kings chasing after the madness, the face of the gas is blue.

Walking away, Xuanyuan Che grabbed the moon in the Southern Song Dynasty and ran the grain and grass in the army. It was like returning to his own home. It was called a familiar, and it was called a god.

The moment before, it appeared in the eastern granary.

The next moment, it appeared in the western military chariot.

The moment before, the three kings will see the two men blocked.

But the next moment, when I saw the two men twisting between the tents, they disappeared and disappeared from the other direction.

The anger in the chest of the three kings of the island is getting hotter and hotter, and the flames in the hands, the poisonous sand, and the vigorous, are getting more and more crazy.

Wherever you go, it’s just a matter of frustration.

But see, a golden light flutters.

The sparkle of orange is like the spring grass after the rain. It is the eruption of the embarrassment. After the Southern Song Dynasty, the camp danced in all directions.

The black smoke swarmed straight and went straight toward the sky.

Although there is no spectacular weather in the evening when the grain is burned, the fire of the stars can definitely be punished. This is absolutely not doubtful.

"This place."

"it is good."

"There has not been lit there."

"It’s almost burned here, change somewhere."

The small conversation sounded in the flames and fluttered in the wind, reflecting the face of Haoyue and Xuanyuan, flaming and flaming, full of spirit.

Flying away, not stopping for a moment.

The moment before, I was still struggling to kill. I wanted to stop Xuanyuan Che and the moon in the Southern Song Dynasty. After seeing the tragic consequences of the companions in front.

As long as you see the shadow of Xuanyuan, then you will be a bird and a beast, and you will escape.